There are many things I should have done today, and so far I have done none of them. Why? Because I am a sloth-filled wanton, unable to uphold the responsibilities of a productive member of society. The good news is, I’ve had some fun.

I finally uploaded pictures from my last trek west. I didn’t take as many pictures as I usually do. I think that’s a result of a combination of things, the short time I was there, the beautiful sunny weather and the fun we were having just hanging out. When you’re moving around doing stuff, any minute fumbling with a camera is a moment wasted. Better to record your memories on your gray matter than try to preserve the ephemeral. Or something like that.

I also made sure to email around the the slightly drunk craptastic pics uploaded here last night. What do you get when you mix together a phonecam and a group of middle-aged, settled friends who once were 20-something drunks? Not much really.

I went out with a group of friends last night who I haven’t seen for years. It was fun, and reminded me of how much fun we used to have. Althought, it’s kind of a strange mix in that I am part of the group. Back in ’89, I started working as an administrator at a research lab. At the time, most of my friends were postdocs who have since gone on to academic appointments or biotech/pharmaceutical research jobs. I’m still an administrator, although progressively more bureaucratic and ridiculously middle-management. The strange part is the circle was largely male, Ph.D. biologists, and I was just one of the guys. Although, I ain’t no Ph.D. or guy. Now, today, they are all married with children, and I am single and non-reproductive. I guess I’m the one guy in the group who hasn’t grown up.